SOMETHING TO SAY, OF SORTS
I am quite possibly the only person in Sweden right now not watching the soccer game. I felt this sudden compulsion to get up and come write, even though I honestly have been thinking for over a week that I don’t know what to write about, how to get started again, what even sounds worthy of putting up here. Writing about not knowing what to write is so last year. But, there it is. And here I am. It is nearly midsummer. Tomorrow is the longest day, and it’s all downhill from there, round the sling of another year…zip! It...